Sunya

Sunya

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Every poem I write, the number keeps decreasing as time sweeps me..and the last poem i write will follow the poem of death. Or just Sunya

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Kathmandu, Lalitpur, Nepal
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About Me

I am a laughter, a tear and both,
A subtle sense of knowing the whole,
A space in which the ALL evolves,
A celebration of eternal, where ALL dissolves,

A candle rooted on its candlestick,
I am the light rising in anti-gravity,
Like a ever-gliding kite dancing in the sky,
And the thread down below holding the flight,
I am the leaves and the petals swerving in the air,
Upon the branches of my poet-tree,